Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1887-11-14

"Oh, Albert! Albert, they murdered
YOU" cried Mrs. Parsons, when she was
permitted to see the body of her dead
husband this morning for the first time
since the execution. The undertaken had
conveyed Parsons body to his residence at
S55 Milwaukee avenue shortly before II
o'clock. When the street door was opened
Mrs. Parsons was observed, at the head OF
the stairs, dressed In a long black wrap
per, Apparently she had rested little
during the last night, for her eyes were
swollen with much weeping. She was
greatly excited, when she realized that
they were about to bring up her husband
dead, and she Immediately commenced
weeping again. A committee went to
her and endeavored to calm her, but she
grew more agitated, until
THEY ALMOST FORCED
her into her own apartments, ard locked
the doors. She would not listen to their
pleading, and one was left to see that she
did herself no harm while the Others car
ried up the coffin and deposited it on two
chairs in the sitting room. The top OF the
casket was removed and the calm, pale
features exposed.
All the time they were taking of the lid
Mrs. Parsons was struggling in the room
adjoining and calling the name of her bus
hand.
Little Albert and Lucy, the children,
stood together crying and the widow sitting
in the corner of the ROOM. When the door
was unlocked the widow rushed out and
threw herself bodily on the coffin, an hys-
terical cry escaped her lips, and the poor
woman fell on the floor in a dead faint be-
fore the friends could catch her. The
gathering of morbidly curious Germans
about the street door, heard the cry and a
sensation ran through the crowd. AS soon
as Mrs. Parsons had recovered sufficiently
to walk, she ran to her dead, crying and
calling him by name. Again she tainted
before her lips could touch the cold face of
her husband. This time friends carried her
away and would not let her see the corpse
again.
Everything is all tOpsy turvy and we
are all at sea-" said Charles Hept, who had
been selected as Chief Marshall of the An
archist funeral tomorrow, and who his
heretofore always figured prominently in
their professions and displays. He said
this in answer to a reporters question as
he and two or three OF Ter Socialists and
members of the Central Labor Union stood
in consultation on Milwaukee avenue this
afternoon, near the house in which George
Engel's remains were on view. A crowd
of curious men, women and children were
congregated around the house and an in
cessant stream was passing in and out OF
the room in which Eagel's body was lying
in his coffin.
at is our present Intention he con-
tinued, ''to carry out the programme as
already arranged and have 4 big public
funeral tomorrow, but | guess we will go
down and see Ebersold this afternoon, 1t
is not the members or the owners of the
Aurora Turn Halle who object to having
Spies funeral held there tomorrow, but
the police. They have told the owners
that they would take away their license
unless they keep u out of there to-mOr-
row. The owners can't help themselves,
as our contract with them provides that
any member Of the society may be buried
from the hail, and Spies was q member
rENITENTIARY FOR LIFE.
Four collins, suggestive of yesterdays
CHASTITY business were the first objects that
caught the eye Of the early morning visi-
tor at the Jail to-day IS he crossed the court
yard. They were designed for the bodies
of Parsons, Spies, Fischer and Engel. The
u%ndertakers were sent by the friends TO
care for the remains, Int the State sup
piled the temporary collins, and these were
stacked in court. Mrs. SChwab and Mrs.
Fielden, who came to see their husbands,
saw them, and with averted eyes passed
them by. The Jail was a sOmbre place
this morning. B~ailiffs, prisoners, report
ers and visitors had not yet outwOrn
the grewsOme scenes Of yesterday. A
detail of prisoners in the early
morning scrubbed the Jail from top
to bottom. The last remnant Of the gal
lows had been removed yesterday and
packed away in a vacant spot under the
Jail. Mrs. Schwab and her two children,
together with Mr.. S~Chnaubelt, came about
6 o'clock, and Fielden and Schwab were
removed from their cells. Schwab looked
rather feeble, He brought down a stool
and Conversed with his wife and her mother
for nearly two hours. They were seper-
ated by the partition of iron bars and
wire netting.
Mrs. Schwab was clad in black, and a
black crepe veil fell in folds from her bon
net, in memory, perhaps, of the previous
DAYS sad events. Mrs. Schuaubelt seemed
the more deeply affected, and from time to
time wiped tears rom her eyes. The wild
and frantic little girls
RAISED AN rPROAR
in the cage with their gleeful shouts over
the pennies given them by bailifls, or over
pictures drawn for them by the reporters.
They were happily unable to understand
their fathers fate. Before the parting
Schwab fondly kissed the children many
times and Rugged them, and retired to his
cell. Mrs. Schwab retired weeping.
Fielder, until his wife came, paced the
corridor, with quick and nervous strides.
He would walk half way around the cell
house, approach, with down cast eye, the
spot where the gallows had stood and then
turn abruptly about and repeat the perfor-
nance. Several times he was called to By
newspaper men. He did not respond or
stop in his walk. He was either buried
in gloomy thought, or he would not hear.
At 10 o'clock Mrs. Fieiden came. She
carried a baby in her aims, and with her
was a neighbOr, who led Fielden's little
girl. Mrs. Fielden cried a great
deal while talking with her husband.
About 11:45 the men parted with
their wives, and were then brought out
into the Jail office where W. A. Fouer, one
of their counsel IN the trial, talked to them
and bid them good bye.
Merely a friendly conversation, " said
Mr.. Fouer. "Schwab told me that he re-
GREETED the death of Spies very much, and
wished that his life had been spared"
A few minutes after II o'clock a cab
rolled into the Jail court yard and Deputy
Sheriffs Gleason, Spears and Galpeu jump
ed ont and ran up the steps to the jail of
fee.